Norms/ mores

Within a formalized system, what is normal from the start continues. In some shape or form. Even if unethical.

Deemed an acceptable norm, mores for understanding, learning to be possible in a world whereas hominin we felt blind to each other. To determine ethics in a world of vast differences.

Some parts of the world still err in past baselines within the “developed digitized system” without alignment to global ethics. What is ethical as humans, within a larger global logistics system with its baseline to monitor and therefore normalize human trade. Then intoxicants.

Within this modern-day nuclear brothel of an economy. We have more nuclear people than financial equality to enjoy technology.

What is right and just within order, what is right and just within a world where a human’s life can be driven by need for support through intoxicants. The dance, of knowing and not deceiving for personal vice. To be never wanting nor owing. Or know a want is not a need.

A need when medical, when everyone wants to be their own doctor, and therefore also at risk of playing the doctor in an interpersonal relationship. Where is the line.

To empower for intellectual growth, and therefore self-management. In a society where over prescription of pharmaceutical solutions becomes possible due to what has been deemed a cornerstone to economic stability.

Then the pecking order dynamics a human within their home and the limits of their financial power experiences as an ongoing disempowerment leading to disorientation and disconnection of self-worth. Therefore, medication reliance or absolute trust in a medical professional for personal health. When care and love are decreasing values while house prices rise. When someone empowered in their working environment can be so easily disempowered when vulnerable at home.

Where is the love, doesn’t seem to be any. No unrisk simulated contact in my life for how long now.

I might get a number 40 though.

Or a St Micheal!

To know another to give space and time for any err to your own individual need for a unified outcome with that individual is a form of love. Yet how intoxicants can detract from that over time due to taking presence from what one cannot digest regarding the reality of the situation.

The situation being not just our societal order, but what is right and just within it as an insignificant hominin. One of many, disempowered to larger systems as every human has been in some shape or form. Knowing there may be better ways, yet we must live within what has been predetermined for a sense of ongoing order.

The situation of what real connection looking forward may be.

When addiction in the system to excess lingers in the manipulation of individual or collectives’ lives. Such as how my conservative grandmother protected another young woman, with a similar last same last name on her journey through addiction, as she was more promiscuous and a peer in the time I had sex after my first real “breakup” of a codependent union. Becoming HIV+ through that complex love affair. Easier to gossip about the more promiscuous woman and weave all stories into one fable for forgiveness.

Conveniently this other womans vice was methamphetamine, then sold through a milk brand of the same name in the north of the continent as she escaped her developmental shame to grow herself, yet ultimately for others gain.

Never had a relationship with the grandmother on my father’s side really beyond my childhood potential, wish I did, but what does it matter. When people have a hardness from what they have endured about maintaining the order of respect, you strive for the respect of your own. Even when everyone needs to earn that themselves.

As a woman who lost her birth father a pastor at nine, step-father at twelve. Organist for a church, orderer of a school and hospital ward. Always having to know her place as a woman. Never not known pressure I imagine. Knowing appearances mean everything to have a place and potential in societal systems.

Everyone needs to admire the footwork of an organist once in there life.

Yet in the age of lockdowns and screen time, how many youths gained sex education at the porn level and therefore unlikely to seek such skill in others and appreciate it for many years. While fascinated and distracted with what a sexual norm is when not knowing spaces of health consent and exploration of self-first. Deep diving perversion, it happens for many as a first step in seeking a knowing to the unknown of juvenile years.

So, as India experiences the societal divide occurring in every country. Due to being the “original children” of the Oracle and hence expanding still and seeing such a vast difference in human being. An escapism from what is their jurisdiction in regard to maintaining health in ecosystems at the port level, joining the castle in the sky game. CEO billionaire number 1011.

Men with access to such perversion and no boundaries given to many women as they push to act out such things. How can we justify this port-to-port practice of looking away from the problem.

That is the perversion of our seas.

As it occurs in the same way in all countries.

It is going to become increasingly difficult navigating the human experience of REE cross contamination from varying carbonates in water supplies for individual hominin within the many varying futures of technocratic expansion. How and what cross contamination may be as a human experience within one’s lymphatic to renal systems, or even just the spleen. With those challenges present now and ahead, the many modes of technological manipulation before us and with this evident societal divide regarding safe interactions with technology itself.

What is a way forward instead of avoidance and tea?